Aaaaaaaand we’re back! There were a lot of things happening the past week, and I didn’t get a chance to write some quality stuff out. Now back to our regularly scheduled sodomy.
One of those things that happened last week was the Sex and the City 2 movie. I feel like I’m kicking a dead horse here, but it’s even worse, because it’s like the horse literally kicked itself to death. Really, I feel justified in saying the reason I wasn’t able to think about anything creative or of quality was because of this film. It. Was. A. Disaster. The hillbillies and I had to drink so much — SO MUCH — to make the pain and memory go away, and I still wake up with nightmares, tossing and turning, moaning “no…no..I need ANOTHER outfit for my camel ride…”
To be fair, there was no film. There was nothing in the movie that happens in the (admittedly already shallow) show. We counted 1.5 good scenes in the entire thing. Let it die guys. Just let it die.
Bonus! I did a guest strip for one C. Edwards over at Abel Boddy. You already know his comic is fantastic, but now it’s been corrupted by yours truly.
is the guy asian? is that why he’s sexually unsatisfying? i’m not sure if i should be insulted. e-mail me, will ya?
i just saw comics 197-198… or was it 198-199… anyway. i gotcha. the character is *that guy* who does that.